Part 2The Anti-Fan Who Loved Me

Liam never knew that his teammate was my high school deskmate.

In our sophomore year, Julian suddenly dropped out and left school quietly.

I lost my study buddy!

Later, when Liam complained about an annoying junior member parachuting into the group, I realized Julian had also become an idol.

Their group was a limited-time project pushed by the company. Liam was just living out his idol fantasy; he'd have to come back and inherit the family business with me eventually.

Julian was different.

In Liam's description, Julian got into the company relying solely on his face, easily securing a debut spot.

But during training, he worked harder than anyone.

He was young, hardworking, and polite to everyone—except he was cold to Liam.

Liam, having been a young master for over twenty years, had a bad temper and almost fought Julian several times.

After debuting, they became "nemeses" because they were equally popular.

He called me every day to complain about Julian. I could only nod along.

I didn't dare reveal my high school connection with Julian.

Similarly, I didn't dare let Julian find out that the teammate he had been feuding with for three years was my brother.

I answered vaguely, "Yeah, I'm a fan of Liam Su. Used some connections to get in... Is he busy now?"

Julian's thick eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.

"He shouldn't be free right now. I saw the manager looking for him."

But Liam clearly said he asked for leave and would come find me right after the concert?

I looked at my phone, confused.

"Don't wait here. Let me treat you to dinner?"

Julian suddenly stepped closer, interrupting my thoughts.

I hesitated for a second, then heard my brother's voice.

"Harper, waited long?"

Liam walked out of the lounge briskly.

Before he looked over, I subconsciously stepped back, putting distance between me and Julian.

"Didn't wait long... Starving! Let's go get late-night snacks!"

I hugged my brother's arm and guiltily dragged him away.

Liam glanced at the dejected Julian but noticed nothing, asking smugly:

"How was Bro on stage just now?"

I perfunctorily said, "Bro was so handsome, handsome to death!"

But I couldn't help looking back. I saw half of Julian's face hidden in the shadows, his expression unreadable.